An old man in a simple red robe somehow caught the attention of everyone in the conference hall, and his speech and appearance instantly silenced everyone, and the faces of the chief executives at the top of each row of seats changed drastically.

Penny was also a little stunned, this old lich actually walked out so openly, it was really not in line with his expectations, and everyone present had a shocked and inexplicable expression.

Although Neveron kept his face extremely calm, a hideous corner of his mouth still appeared, and the slight tremor of his palms had already revealed the shock in his heart.

Although he knew that this chief was 'possible', when he really appeared in front of him, it still caused a huge impact on the hearts of these chiefs.

The name Sazastan, which means much more than just a chief, in Serge.

He took a breath, the shock did not affect his composure, and he quickly made an appropriate response, asking in a stern voice, "Who are you?"

"Why do you knowingly ask?" Sazastan looked a little surprised: "Who am I, don't you all remember?"

He looked around at the red-robed wizards in the audience, and there was silence.

The smile on Neveron's lips was even more hideous, and now there was no one inside and outside of this Ser Mountain who did not belong to his group.

"Lord Sazastan has been lost in Otherworldly Space for nearly three years......" Lauzorell laughed, "We can't guarantee that no one will use his name to deceive you, so this gentleman, I suggest that Your Excellency be reviewed by the Council before we consider whether your words are valuable." ”

"Censorship, hell the will of the source force, how did I not know that the Serre Council had such a procedure?" said Sazastan with a smile on his face.

"We are newly established. Neveron smiled and snapped his fingers, and the doors on all sides of the conference hall opened open, and countless heavily armed arcane knights and battle mages poured in, and the small conference hall became extremely crowded in an instant.

The ceiling of the hall collapsed with a loud cracking sound, and a huge necromantic dragon fell from the sky, and the thin figure on the dragon's back released a terrifying power like nine layers of hell, tightly enveloping Sazastan.

The faces of Ye Fa'an and the other three female chiefs all changed.

Dragon Lich ......

Many of the red-robed mages looked terrified.

"Your Excellency Sazastan is a great legendary ** master, in the face of the spell attack of our people, it should not be able to retreat, as long as Your Excellency can retreat under our spell attack, we will not have any objection to your identity. Lauzorrell exclaimed.

"Oh...... Isn't this Mr. Samast?" Sazastan looked up at the figure on the back of the dragon lich, his tone still unfazed: "How did I not know that you were a lackey of my dear old colleagues?"

Samaste!

The people gathered in the conference hall were at first terrified—they all knew the power that the name represented—and a whisper spread out in a whisper, and the encirclement formed around Sazastan became more compact.

Because they could see that the Dragon Witch Sect Master was on Neveron's side.

Ye Fa'an frowned, wanting to take action, but the head of the illusion department on the side cast an inexplicable gaze, she looked around, although she vaguely knew where Penny was just now, but after this chaos, the little key person immediately disappeared in her senses.

She frowned secretly, Samast's appearance made the already uncertain situation even more chaotic, and she was also at a loss.

The key to breaking the deadlock is the little man who can almost control the life and death of the three chiefs.

However, in front of this little figure, the deadlock has been quickly broken by the chief of the undead.

In a way that stunned everyone.

Samast stared contemptuously at the red-robed mage in front of him: in all fairness, without the depraved divine power and that inexplicably newly-acquired evil power, his mana would not be much higher than that of Sazastan, and perhaps Mystra's divine grace would allow him to overcome Sazastan, but it would be difficult to bring this necromantic chief back to the life box.

However, now he doesn't care about such a legendary ** master with high mana at all, in his opinion, he can easily get rid of Sazastan, not to mention that there is an equally terrible Doomsday Crawler.

While Nevelon was full of confidence, he felt a little strange from Sazastan's flat tone, and his heart sank, and he waved his hand: "The investigation procedure begins!"

Under the siege order with the taste of three points of ridicule, Dogosos let out an amazing soul scream, and the destructive power and Samast's hoarse laughter surged towards Sazastan in the center of the conference hall at the same time, but an arc-shaped dark line appeared around Sazastan's body, and a large number of spells were like stones sinking into the sea in an instant, and Panny, who was observing from the shadows, was taken aback:

This pure darkness is Pendrim's evil power.

Beads of sweat broke out in his palms, and he finally touched the edge of Sazastan's plan.

In his cognition, there was no living being who could use this evil force so freely as he could.

Sazastan raised his hand slightly, as if stimulated by a great pain, and Samast on the back of the dragon lich let out a painful scream: "Impossible! How is it possible, how do you know ......"

"Let me teach you a lesson as briefly as possible. Sazastan sneered, "Don't accept power from unknown sources, Mr. Samast. ”

A ripple of force field was released in his hand, and Samast instantly felt a force detonate in the depths of his soul.

"It was you......" Samast's soul burst into a roar, and he now knew that the methodology that came into his mind when the Dragon's Coast body was destroyed was not that he really knew the power.

It was a being who maliciously instilled it into his consciousness.

Now that he was going to pay for this reckless act, it was clear that the being in front of him was very good at controlling it: "I'll remember!"

"You don't have a chance. The necromancer twisted his withered neck, although the will of the evil creature could not control Samast's spirit, but he was bewitched by the power of the evil thing, and he was already doomed to a tragic end for Samast.

A pure dark sphere enveloped the middle of the dragon lich's body, and in just three breaths, before most of the red-robed mages could not even channel the second spell, two huge broken dragon bones fell into the crowd, causing a wave of confusion.

"Retreat. "Neveron, Lauzorel, and Aznashul shone brightly, and the Dragonwitch Cult Master, who was leaning on his arm, was so cleanly killed that they were out of their bodies, knowing that if Sean appeared, they would not be able to please them.

Swish!

At this time, their bodies stiffened, and they instantly felt that the methodology was imprisoned, and knowing that their enemy had already made a move, they hurriedly raised their eyes to look around, but they couldn't see where the person who made the attack was.

The locked source force turned them into headless flies, and it was impossible to see Penny hiding in the shadows with only a wand.

There were too many people around, all of them were minions of the three chiefs.

Penny knew that Sazastan could not take the lead lightly until he had an overwhelming caste advantage.

"Stop him!" Neveron shouted at his men, "He's only one man!"

Sazastan stepped on the steps of the council chamber, and the red-robed mages looked at him with frightened eyes, and they all retreated like water.

No one doubted that he was Sazastan, from the very beginning.

But fear starts from this moment.

"Why are you so scared, my old friends?" Sazastan laughed, "I won't eat you again, I just want to defend my little rights and express my opinion on the bill of this parliament...... Also, I have a very strong opinion on why the master of the Dragon Witch Cult is here, a ruler who betrays the interests of the country is not a good ruler. ”

Step by step, he approached Neveron.

The faces of the other three female chiefs showed different expressions, Layla Rui pursed her mouth, her face full of fear, while Misriela looked confused, showing a wavering emotion, and Ye Fa'an stared at Sazastan with a heavy face, not knowing what to think.

"You idiots, he's going to kill us all!" Neveron yelled angrily at the red-robed mage below, "Don't forget, I control the Searle Barrier, and he can't even exert half of his strength. ”

The spirits of all the mages were shocked, but Sazastan slammed the floor, and a huge number of undead aura surged up to the peak of Searle Mountain like a tidal wave, and the red robes who were familiar with this breath were as earthy as their faces, this is the undead legion in the center of Searle Valley, Sazastan stopped and pointed at Neveron: "Are you sure this is really useful?"

"Kill him!"

A large number of mid- and high-level red robes loyal to Neveron and Lauzorill rushed up with a large number of monsters.

Rumble!

Shadows poured out from the ground, and a sphere of darkness enveloped Sazastan like a shell, and all the people or spells involved evaporated from the earth, and one by one the moving corpses and skeletons came out of the shadows and killed their original colleagues.

Monster......

The red-robed mage in the back was desperate for a moment, and it was obvious that even if it was 'half' of power, Sazastan was not something they could stop.

And the faces of the chiefs became even more ugly, and they could detect that it was not that the enchantment had no effect, but that the power used by Sazastan was not an arcane source force at all, but a terrifying power beyond imagination.

Layla Rui immediately fled, and a large number of red-robed mages hurriedly launched the teleportation technique, and the hall was suddenly in chaos.

Sazastan raised his staff and began to use cleavage spells to destroy the remaining magical protection on the Chiefs.

A mood called despair appeared on Neveron's face.

It's time for it to end.

In the shadows, Penny finished chanting a lengthy incantation.

Several huge meteors of fire descended from the sky, almost smashing half of the conference hall to pieces.

Unable to dodge the bombardment of meteorites like the other two female chiefs, consciousness quickly flowed through his mind, and Neveron was finally able to see the little enemy they had been guarding against, and he could also see the strange expression on that face: it seemed to be contradictory, but also a little pity.

For a moment, an immense hatred filled the remnants of his consciousness.

"How does it feel to get revenge?"

Sazastan appeared at Penny's side, staring at the mess of the conference hall, still smiling and grinning.

"Thank you, Lord Sazastan. Penny thanked him sincerely, and that was sincere.

He had mixed feelings in his heart, and finally settled the enemy.

But Penny knew that the story was far from over.

Soon, he's going to take action on the necromantic chief.

He had to be free.

"Hey, in fact, hatred is the most boring thing, you kill me, I kill you, it's just to follow the control of a dispensable feeling......" Some surprise to Penny, Sazastan suddenly sighed: "Only by surpassing the control of all rules can it be possible to gain true freedom, but many smart people in the world have to find so many shackles for themselves, a game of chess that will undoubtedly lose, what's the point of playing, why not break this chessboard and overthrow it entirely?"

Penny's heart sank, and he seemed to hear Sazastan's ambitions.

At the same time, there was a sense of foreboding, and it was impossible for the Chief Necromancer to be idle with him about this.

Such a revelation of one's heart seems to be a harbinger......

He saw that as Sazastan spoke, his eyes kept on Yefaan, the chief of the prophecy department, who had just avoided the explosion in the council hall in the distance.

His heart sank......

(To be continued)